Get up, go to work, go home, drink, get high, sleep, wake up, stare at the ceiling, sleep, get up, go to work. Etc. Etc. Etc.
I don’t live to work anymore or work to live, I’m just stuck in a loop of habit and desperately want this pointless existence to end, just to sleep and not weak up, break the cycle.
I don’t think I can be happy anymore, if I ever was. I need to get away but happiness is never around the next corner and I’m sick of looking, getting away permanently seems like my only option, yes it’s a bit selfish but how much more selfish to expect someone to hang around with nothing to live for? Just let it end, please, a heart attack, a stroke, a fucking blimp crash! Anything to just make this shit stop!
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i felt the same way for so long, but i promise it will get better. nothing has to be perfect for you to be happy, just get content with being your best self and you will be happy
sounds like a temporary bout of mania.
At least you get to get high
Sounds like you just need to explore some more. Maybe take different drugs. But don’t get into trouble and you always have to keep a cool head. You can’t do anything STUPID while on the drugs. Also don’t wreck yourself.